hot blood of a polar bear

I’m trying to get at least 7-8 hours of sleep every night; which means I have an 8pm bedtime when I open in the morning.  Cooked and ran some errands after work today, now my feet hurt.  I’m excited to help my pals out at the Greenbelt Harvest Picnic on saturday; a day of selling bow ties and for sure laughs (plus Ray Lamontagne and Los Lobos are playing).  

Must restrain myself from online shopping.  No.


It’s official; Jess is gone.  She’s texting from her hotel in London now.  I think I’m gonna need to make some soup and watch some Harry Potter to comfort me; because I miss her, but also because I feel like I’m getting sick.  

I need to tidy my room up.